Actually, porn, escorting, which I have never used, or prostitution, strip clubs, whatever are all throw-away. No one wants to have to pay for something that inherently disrespects them, disrespects the heart, and the need for intimacy.

I will simply lie in bed pining for the last crush lover I had and who broke my heart in the hope of finding another to replace her, someone, who will work out as my partner for life, who wants me for who I am, not for my money. Women don’t get that. They seem to always be one step away from intimacy. They can’t orgasm, or so I have heard. My exes never complained about that. They need to be taken care of, they can have sex without actually being in love or attracted. Men can only sleep with women they are attracted to. Men cannot fake it. They don’t want to, and in this there is a kind of moral superiority.

Women, too often associate sex with money or convenience, safety, whatever, but it’s not about sex. It’s not about intimacy. There is a kind of out-of-body experience that creeps men out. Women aren’t real. They are players. All men want is sex (intimacy, to be loved back), not the cabal of manipulation and financial compensation.

No one wants to be with someone, who doesn’t want them, especially intimately.

I cannot afford, nor do I want that game. I refuse to be a party.